Write about someone who’s so obsessed with a goal that it leads to the destruction of their closest relationship.

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“Fluffy” by Navneeth N

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Andrew took a breath in relief as he won the bid. Five hundred thousand dollars. That much money seemed insignificant now. All that mattered was that he had only two more cars to go. Luckily, he already knew where to find one. He sat back in his armchair and leafed through the pamphlet next to him-The rarest car collection: What you need to have. He looked at the cars he had crossed off, and how it had been so hard to get to where he was now. It had all started with some small fun time with his father at an Indy 500 race. The c...

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“Honey Sweet Words” by Kai Easterbrook

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For the fourth time this week, the sound of the door unlocking wakes me up. I roll over in bed, pressing my nose into the cold pillow next to me, and blink my eyes open as light comes flooding into the room. Liam moves around, apparently trying to be quiet but failing miserably. I peer up at him from my spot on the bed, curled up like a cat by the window. He starts to unzip his pants, and this is when I finally roll over and face my back to him, which catches his attention. “Naomi?” Liam asks. “You awake?” I grumble in resp...

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“I'm the Problem” by Tenise Boyd

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The ticking of my wall clock was a calming noise after collection my artwork I was going to show off to the art critic. Though my major got me a chance to meet with him, it didn’t guarantee me a place in the art building. I sighed finally just picking the park piece that I had done two years ago and the new one of the college’s pond with runners going around it. I looked at myself to make sure I was ready to go. Perfectly ironed jeans, a tan sweater with a nice pattern on it, and my black dress shoes. My parents’ ‘Rose Illusions’ label would...

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“FORK” by D. Son

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Jenny and I lived in Dallas and were part of a local cycling club when we were kids. I met her on the track one morning. I had helped adjust her helmet. We were both pretty regular, but I didn’t know if she wanted to be there. She would always ride slowly, and speed was a drug for me; I would slow down for her. Then she stopped cycling around the time there came an invisible divide between the boys and the girls and the girls seemed to know something that we didn’t. I had read somewhere that girls matured before boys. I ascribed her decision...

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“Papa Bear” by Destinee Hernandez

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“God… how will I ever get through this?” “Harry, you’re talking like you’ve already lost me.” The rain was heavy. My clothes weighed like stone and stuck tightly to my skin. My hair was dark and jagged from the rain. And Sabra’s skin was cold. Her white shirt was thinned by the wetness, and her large belly looked even more swollen because of it; perfectly round, with the shirt thin and wet. I reached out to it with my hand; but my rough fingers, just as cold, didn’t belong on her smooth skin. Instead I took her head in ...

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“Vulture” by Hafsa Mumtaz .

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‘Your star’s the brightest tonight, V. You know what to do’., announces in a stealthy hissing manner Sorcerer Ophiuchus’ voice from within a small serpent rolled on the wrist of V, who stands in the vacant backyard of the circus, practicing fire-breathing, holding a bottle of oil in one hand, and wearing a glove of metal claws in the other. Sans an infinitesimal tremor of hesitation, V’s throat jostled, and her mouth spurted oil that flared rocketing into fire spreading on the face of the infinite darkness of the sky. As the transient clou...

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“One's Obsession with Oneself” by Monica Chaddick

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Peggy was a train wreck. She was in her mid – eighties. Her knees hurt all the time and her memory was going. Not that she would admit that, because she was too proud. She was four feet tall and felt that the world owed her because she was old and had had a hard life. She especially felt that, for some reason, her daughter owed her everything. One day, a tragic thing happened. There was a major hurricane in their area. Peggy’s daughter snatched her up ...

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“Too broken to care” by Mariya Gurbeshlieva

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The sound of the front door slamming shut echoed through the living room. It was the last noise Amber heard for a long time. After that came the silence. It was deafening. She couldn’t recognize her surroundings nor could she focus on anything else other than the apartment’s entrance. It all happened so fast. One moment she was coming home from a disastrous day at work, and the next, she was staring at her wife’s teary eyes. Those beautiful sapphire orbs that were usually filled with excitement and love were now clouded with immense sadness....

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“A Girl and her Machete” by K. Risner

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Mila polishes her machete with a tie-dyed cloth she’d cut from one of Violet’s old t-shirts. The fabric is stained more black than the twisting explosion of red, yellow, green, and blues. Black blood from the monsters she kills really is too difficult to wash out properly. Who has the time for such things anyway? “I want to stress how much this is a bad idea,” Violet whines from where she’s bent over her workbench, crushing ingredients with her mortar and pestle. Plastic yellow dish gloves hide her hands and most of her arms, her dark curl...

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“Mexico 1 United States 0” by Bill Watkins

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I removed myself from that land because my ancestors had stolen it. I was tired of benefitting from a crime, tired of the guns, the helicopters, the trash strewn around the streets—yes I lived in a big city. Most people call it “Los Angeles,” but the natives preferred Otsungna, “the place of the roses...” I go with the name of the land coined by peaceful people. People without loud, dishonorable, nature-hating guns! Boom! A zigzag of echoes through time, and where were we? When did the white European lose hi...

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“"What about me."” by Tyrellmarshall Marshall

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Alana, Alana, Alana. That what this relationship is all about.' 'Mom said. Terrance. as he talking to his mother, bout his girlfriend. ''Mom, "Well what going on babe? she asked. You guys are fighting again.? "Well .Yea. this time is it real. I"m not letting shit slide no more."Terrance said as he banged his hand on the table. Miss Mary scolded him because she don't like no cursing around her house. or just period. I'm sorry mom.'' Terrance said.'' Son you need to get a hold of yourself. "I'm trying mom," I'm trying mom. Alana is so focused ...

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“THE WAKE UP CALL” by Claire Tennant

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The sun was streaming in the window heralding a new day. Apparently, it was Saturday but in this house, it was no different from any other day. It was neither a house of mourning nor of sadness, it was just another one of those “nothing” days. The youngest member of the house felt it most. Where was Daddy going now? He did not even say goodbye. His little boy was resigned to feeling left out and tried not to look glum, but it was still unfair. He stamped his little foot and went back into bed crying himself to ...

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“What Sarah Lost” by Augustine Gidney

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"I heard that there's going to be a party on Friday night at Jamie's house. Do you wanna go? It sounds like it'll be a lot of fun. They are even going to have games!" "I'd love to Parker, I just can't." Sarah was finishing making her coffee and headed toward her desk as Parker followed. "I have a big test coming up on Monday, I have work this weekend, I just can't. I need to focus." "Okay, how about we just have a quiet night in then? We can watch a movie, have some popcorn, even order in Chinese. What do you say?" Parker asked as he ru...

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“Therima” by Dulani Chandima

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This month ago received from the United States gaganaganagami email publication in hand while “Dear Mr. Susantha Thank you for applying to our astronauts program . 20 30 Year Province Science Circular extend the 4 G technology, establishing a lunar visit, we chose for you, you also will have. You get involved with our pleasure. Further, we think your views on lunar exploration are very important. You 20 3 0 August 1 , the day will run in NASA's astronaut corps in Houston, Texas. There you will be given the traini...

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“The New VR Street Mugger” by Steve Owen

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Don't fuck with glassy-eyed drug addicts. It should be like the first Commandment in a Catechism for stupid people who think it's safe to walk around after dark. Were there any witnesses? It happened too fast. The new virtual reality Street Mugger asks the guy for a smoke. The guy says he doesn't. Street Mugger gets twitchy, tells the guy not to fuck about, shows him the blade. The guy says to take it easy and tries to punch Street Mugger. Bad move. A single swipe and the guy goes down, gurgling in the gutter. Now the stolen phone is sti...

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Write about someone who’s so obsessed with a goal that it leads to the destruction of their closest relationship.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 154 stories

“Fluffy” by Navneeth N

“Honey Sweet Words” by Kai Easterbrook

“I'm the Problem” by Tenise Boyd

“FORK” by D. Son

“Papa Bear” by Destinee Hernandez

“Vulture” by Hafsa Mumtaz .

“One's Obsession with Oneself” by Monica Chaddick

“Too broken to care” by Mariya Gurbeshlieva

“A Girl and her Machete” by K. Risner

“Mexico 1 United States 0” by Bill Watkins

“"What about me."” by Tyrellmarshall Marshall

“THE WAKE UP CALL” by Claire Tennant

“What Sarah Lost” by Augustine Gidney

“Therima” by Dulani Chandima

“The New VR Street Mugger” by Steve Owen

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Write about a character who everyone thinks is guilty of something terrible, but isn’t.

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Write about two people who know they’ve made a mistake, and one of them wants to tell the truth but the other wants to lie about it.

Write about a character who’s so afraid of making the wrong choice that their indecision ruins the very thing they were hoping to keep safe.

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